My grandmother was a brown woman who hated cats..
Who had a deep arch in her back, and dimples underneath of her cheeks..
My grandmother was a secretive woman..
With short hair, and an even shorter attention span..
My grandmother's laugh resembled that of honey..
Long, over-drawn,sweet and slow...
You'd almost wait for it to end..
But you didn't quite want it to..
My grandmother's palms were hard..
She'd tease that she had the palms of a man..
That God knew she'd be a druggie, so he gave her hard hands to roll better j's - Like the men.
My grandmother's first boyfriend was named Jay..
Like the weed.
He'd taught her how to smoke, fuck, and talk properly..
He'd taught her how to get higher than the moon, and forget that she had children..
My grandmother's feet were soft as rose petals..
She'd teased that God gave her soft feet because he had given her hard hands..
My grandmother was named Gwendolyn.